I shaved my legs on a Tuesday

Day one of my retirement is here.  I got up at 6am, as usual, when Adalae stumbled into our room, one eye shut, and squeaked "where is the iPad".  (She may or may not have an addiction).  I might be a little aggressive with my timeline as I had the kids dressed, sheets changed, kids fed, dishwasher unloaded and a load of laundry folded by 7am.  Sounds great, except school doesn't start until 8am.  We could sleep until 7am?  That was only for the weekends!

I think I love Tuesdays.  First of all, I might never make a trip to Target on a Saturday again.  Target at 8am on Tuesday morning?  Fabulous!  I also tackled another task usually reserved for Saturdays.... wait for it ..... shaving my legs.  Don't judge, nobody cares if I have shaved legs under my work slacks.  Well maybe Rustin cares when I stab him at night with my pricklies, so see there - we ALL will benefit from my retirement.

Adalae and I organized the kids toys today and guess what?  The carpet in their room is brown.  Not sure I remembered the color.  It's ugly poop brown. But that's cool, this town home is temporary.  Which also is why I vacuumed the stairs for the first time today since we moved in.  (don't judge, it hasn't even been 3 months).  While tackling this task, I may or may not have vacuumed up 14 Polly Pocket shoes.  Adalae can't read so I think I'm safe to say - I definitely vacuumed up at least 14 tiny, miniature, miserable pieces of someones-invention-that-doesn't-have kids.

I also plan to blog more than 4x per year.  I know my 2 readers are happy about that.

I'm loving this verse recently, He who began a good work in you will be faithful (paraphrased by me) Phil 1:6